Chapter 151 Treated Like a Stray

Wex went completely still. The golden tether in my chest flared with a sudden, blinding heat, transmitting a wave of pure, unfiltered rage directly into my ribs.

"Tell me, boy," Malakor continued, resting his chin on his knuckles. "Did you manage to fit your entire army onto a single dreadnought, o...

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